Nervous and Excited
The small house is paid for! Now I need a home for my home… a piece of land to put it on. That’s a frustrating endeavor. I bought plants this weekend for land I don’t own yet. I bought a small house and have nowhere to put it. Will the right piece of land come up for sale soon? I hope so.
At the same time, I’m very excited. I have a house again. I can’t work on it yet, can’t do anything with it, but it’s still mine. And someday soon I’ll have a lot to put it on.
Some of my family is excited too. I’m moving much closer to home. One family member is disturbed, though.
How does a small house owner deal with negative input from family? I told Dad last night that if he didn’t like my house, he didn’t have to visit it. And if he makes more comments about it I will reiterate that and remind him that it’s my house and my choice… he doesn’t have to like it and he doesn’t have to live in it. And no matter what he thinks of it, he needs not express those negative opinions to me.
In a few years, he’ll be more accepting I think. It will take him time. He’s too used to thinking big is best. He wanted a 2000 square foot house, bought one, and now can barely afford upkeep and utilities… or at least that’s the impression he’s given. He feels more comfortable with years’ of accumulated stuff. I feel more comfortable without it. And though in his mind status is equated with the show of a big house, land, and a nice car, my concept of status is quite different… or maybe not a focus at all. Friends, family, comfort, happiness, and simplicity have come to mean much more to me than status.
And so, though I am somewhat concerned that I’ll alienate Dad by moving into a small home, I am not sad for doing so. And I think over time he will accept my house, if for no other reason that it will be bringing me 5-6 hours closer to “home”.